Antonio was expressionless, his whole body radiating a chilling killing intent!
When he saw Charlotte, he merely said, "Very good!"
Even the other knights of the Brittany Family looked at Charlotte as though he were one of their own.
There was no helping it. Charlotte could not have done any better.
He had even reached Strasbourg before the Brittany Family's Knight Order.
In the eyes of the Brittany Family's knights, Charlotte could only have done this for Anne and for the Countess. There was absolutely no way he had done it for His Imperial Majesty.
Among Fars's many great nobles, not one had, upon receiving the news, immediately issued proclamations across the nation, publicly refusing to recognize the false king, vowing to avenge His Imperial Majesty Julius Axel, and raising troops at once without leaving himself the slightest way out.
To every Brittany Family knight, Charlotte was truly one of them!
Even the Count had tacitly acknowledged Charlotte's reliability. Otherwise, he would not have come to his camp. Antonio, in particular, had recognized Charlotte's actions. It was merely a simple "Very good," but coming from the future strongest man in Fars, it was anything but simple.
Even so, Charlotte could still sense the oppression hanging over this Knight Order.
Count Brittany had not brought all his knights. Only nine "Saint Ranks" had followed him to Strasbourg. Including the Count himself, there were ten of them in total. This was the entirety of the Brittany Family's strength.
Everyone could sense an indescribable sorrow emanating from the Count.
Everyone knew that the Count and Countess had loved each other deeply. That was why Antonio and Anne had received far more paternal affection than ordinary children. Anne had even fallen in love with the son of an ordinary merchant. The Count had wanted